Scratches In The Rind

I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet
I stroke your hear and blew away the dust your pale and fading stare
Where are you now? i don't really care you broke a lover's vow
I found the tree our scratches in the rind
I tried to read mossy names unsigned tiny letters hastily written down finally
Blue turns grey - margins fray but memories stay images do remain
Sentences stay the same plans get disarranged symbols changed
I hope you've lost all the shots i hope you've torn them apart
I hope you've burned all the words i wrote down - in believe
Wish i could wipe out the trace wish i could stop giving chase
Guess i could wipe out the trace guess i could stop giving chase
Turning around myself for too long i've lost what's going on
Banning all what's left in a chamber i feel fine keeping my head above water
I survive still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart
Still too proud - to call your things great memories who are you now?
I don't really care where are you now? i don't really care i walked the hill
Touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet
Guess i could wipe out your trace guess i could stop giving chase
Turning around myself for too long i've lsot what's going on
Still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart
I'm looking forward to that day
Still too proud - to call your things great memories
I deny don't want to glorify
Kissed your lips - they had the taste of drying wax
Badly surprised i turned away shut the door - having just left the rack
Seemed i had left the play smelt your scent - it put a neelde in my heart
I wasn't ready for the fray